Chapter 24: Chen Yan, you must beat me well!

Chen Yan never expected that the impassioned Wang Laoshi from just a moment ago was actually planning to take him through the back door.

Though he felt grateful in his heart, he still felt it was somewhat strange.

In the end, he followed Wang Yang to the Principal's Office to ask for leave; Zhang Yueman looked at Chen Yan with a complex expression, but she didn't say anything.

Walking out of the office, they happened to run into the Teaching Director, Xia Dong. Upon seeing Chen Yan, Xia Dong's gaze instantly turned silent, as if he had something to say, yet for a moment, he couldn't get it out at all.

Watching Chen Yan's departing back, Xia Dong sighed and shook his head.

Chen Yan had finally entered his field of vision; regarding Chen Yan's plight, while Xia Dong felt it was a pity, he also felt it was only natural.

"If he had come to me sooner, he would only be stronger now. With stronger strength, others wouldn't have been able to deprive him of the True Martial Class quota," Xia Dong murmured, walking into his office.

A missed opportunity is a missed opportunity.

He had been a teacher for so many years and had seen many students, naturally including geniuses among them; originally, he had felt it was a pity that he hadn't discovered Chen Yan earlier.

But seeing Chen Yan deprived of his True Martial Class quota, he felt it wasn't such a pity anymore.

After a while, once Chen Yan had found someone to pass a message to Chen Yuhu that he wouldn't be coming home, he and Wang Yang boarded the shuttle bus heading to Luoshan County.

"Wang Laoshi, thank you for helping me." In the empty shuttle bus, Chen Yan sat in the back row and said softly to Wang Yang.

Wang Yang gave a light laugh and slowly shook his head:

"You might want to ask me why I'm helping you?"

Chen Yan didn't speak, and Wang Yang continued:

"There is no 'why.' If I must say, the reason would only make you feel naive. Nowadays, even middle school students talk about how cold human relationships are, how dark Humanity is, and that only by being Selfish can one survive.

But..."

Wang Yang laughed:

"There are still some people who, even at thirty or forty, are still..."

Wang Yang stopped talking; some things felt incredibly naive even to him when spoken aloud, but he didn't feel they were wrong.

Things one cannot stand to see should be opposed, and things one can do should be done.

The shuttle bus bumped along for Three Hours before arriving at the County Town.

Luoshan County was clearly much more developed than Qingshan Town, yet it also appeared ancient and simple.

On the somewhat wide streets, there were puddles of foul water gathered everywhere, and on both sides of the street were shops, restaurants, and libraries built from small three- or four-story buildings.

Chen Yan and Wang Yang arrived at the gate of a school that was far more magnificent than Qingshan High School.

Luoshan County Second High School.

Wang Yang said a few words to the Security Guard, then led Chen Yan into the school, walked down a tree-lined avenue, and arrived in front of the office building.

"This is it, let's go."

Wang Yang took a deep breath, walked into the building, arrived in front of the office door on the top floor with the Vice Principal's Office sign hanging on it, and knocked lightly.

"Come in." A somewhat aged man's voice rang out.

Wang Yang led Chen Yan inside:

"Wang Yang?" The White-Haired Elder sitting in the office chair frowned upon seeing Wang Yang, then swept a glance at Chen Yan behind him.

"Chen Yan, this is Zhuang Xihang of Er Gao, Principal Zhuang.

Principal Zhuang, this is Chen Yan, my student."

Wang Yang introduced them quickly, and Chen Yan spoke respectfully to the Elder:

"Hello, Principal Zhuang."

Zhuang Xihang nodded, his expression turning slightly cold as he looked at Wang Yang:

"You haven't been to the county in a long time."

"It's been two years," Wang Yang laughed.

"About the True Martial Class?" Zhuang Xihang had actually seen through the intent of Chen Yan and his companion at a glance.

"Yes." Wang Yang laughed, placing a box of fruit he had just bought in the county onto the corner:

"Principal Zhuang, this student has actually already obtained the True Martial Prize Money, it's just that..."

"The Chu Family?" Zhuang Xihang narrowed his eyes.

"Yes."

"Heh." Zhuang Xihang was so angry he laughed:

"You haven't come to the county in two years, and the moment you do, you bring me this trouble?"

Chen Yan's expression shifted slightly; it seemed this Principal Zhuang didn't actually want to go against the Chu Family either.

Wang Yang gave a faint laugh: "That's not what I meant. I heard that you also provide Instruction for the True Martial Class, so I thought a teacher should be able to add an auditing spot."

Zhuang Xihang was slightly stunned, looking at Chen Yan.

"Chen Yan, you go out for a moment; Principal Zhuang and I still have some business to discuss." Wang Yang winked at Chen Yan.

"Okay." Chen Yan nodded and walked out of the office. He felt somewhat uneasy in his heart; from their conversation, he could clearly hear that Zhuang Xihang obviously had some grievances toward Wang Yang.

"Regardless of whether Wang Laoshi can help me, I must remember this favor!" Chen Yan murmured. Of course, he hoped Wang Laoshi could successfully help him.

But if he didn't succeed, it was absolutely not Wang Yang's fault.

At this moment, faint sounds of conversation drifted from inside the office; Chen Yan was stunned—the two seemed to be arguing.

"Qianqian is almost at the college entrance exam, and you don't go to see her, but instead, you're here for an outsider..."

"You said you wouldn't pull strings, so what are you doing now? I wore my tongue out back then, you Wang Yang are really something!"

"I should have kicked you flying back then, don't come bothering my daughter!"

Standing in the Corridor, Chen Yan's expression became fascinating; he could hear that both Wang Yang and Zhuang Xihang were deliberately suppressing their voices.

But ever since Chen Yan had practiced the 【Red Steel Body Casting Canon】, his five senses had become much sharper, and at this moment, he heard it.

So it was the relationship between a father-in-law and a son-in-law.

Chen Yan was dumbfounded; he hadn't expected Wang Laoshi to have this kind of connection.

After a while, the office door was opened, and Wang Yang waved at Chen Yan with a slightly flushed face.

Seeing Chen Yan walk through the door, Zhuang Xihang said indifferently:

"Go to Room 3 on the basement level. There is someone there named Zhang Tie. Go fight him; come back once you win."

Chen Yan felt a slight joy in his heart; he had just overheard their conversation and knew that as long as he defeated this person, he could enter the True Martial Class.

"Chen Yan, fight well!" Wang Yang patted Chen Yan on the shoulder, while Zhuang Xihang let out a cold snort from the side.

"Understood, Wang Laoshi!" Chen Yan said heavily, then walked out of the office.

At the same time.

In the basement Room 3 of the office building, under the illumination of the lights, the room was very spacious. The surrounding walls were a dark cyan color, carved with sculptures of figures throwing punches. At the very front stood a smooth, pitch-black stele over two meters tall.

In the center of the room, a shirtless, sweaty, bald Male Student was standing in a horse stance, panting heavily.

Just then, a tall, slender Male Student wearing a cyan T-shirt walked in. The shirtless Male Student immediately stood up, his face filled with envy and vigilance, and said with extreme caution:

"Wu... Brother, you're here."

"Yeah, I had nothing to do, so I came back to Xue Xiao to look around," the Male Student named Wu Chuhua said with a smile.

"I originally planned to come to the Henglian Room to practice, and since you're here, Zhang Tie, let's have a fight."

The bald Male Student named Zhang Tie's expression changed instantly. This Wu Chuhua was a martial arts fanatic; he wanted to fight anyone he saw.

The key was that he couldn't beat the other party. The other party was in the top five of the entire school and could knock him down with one punch; he didn't even have a chance to resist.

"Brother Wu, I actually have something to do, my stomach hurts, I..." Zhang Tie said, hurriedly running toward another exit.

"Hey, don't go! I haven't fought all afternoon. Brother Tie, you're my brother, I'm uncomfortable, hey!" Wu Chuhua shouted hurriedly, but saw that Zhang Tie had already run away.

"Fine, another one ran off." Seeing Zhang Tie leave, Wu Chuhua was full of disappointment.

Wu Chuhua stood with his hands behind his back inside the Classroom, standing still for a long time, looking quite lonely:

"Looking all around, no one dares to fight. It is truly lonely. Those stronger than me, I can't beat them. What a pity, what a pity..."

He muttered, but when he turned around, he saw a Youth with a simple outfit, a tall and slender build, and handsome features standing in front of the door.

Chen Yan met Wu Chuhua's gaze and asked:

"Hello, are you Zhang Tie?"

"Hmm?" Wu Chuhua looked at Chen Yan: "Why are you looking for Zhang Tie?"

"Principal Zhuang told me to find Zhang Tie for a fight."

Wu Chuhua's pupils flashed, a trace of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he beckoned: "Then come on."

Seeing Chen Yan not moving, Wu Chuhua rolled up his sleeves and said:

"What are you standing there for? Didn't old Zhuang tell you to fight me?"

Chen Yan understood; so this person was Zhang Tie.

Walking into the Classroom, Chen Yan took a deep breath and looked at the person in front of him with vigilance. Whether he could enter the True Martial Class depended on this battle.

His gaze swept across the entire Classroom; within the Po Sheng Realm, majestic Golden Light flowed through the martial artist punching diagrams carved on the walls.

These sculptures were carved with meticulous detail, some appearing focused, some resolute, others fierce.

Artistic Energy!

So much Artistic Energy!

Chen Yan's heart pounded; just by looking around at the walls, his gaze involuntarily became greedy.

The amount of Golden Light he gained from sensing the Origin Crystal was not much different from what he saw in these sculptures.

What exactly were these? Could they be the External Refinement Method?

Such precious things were presented in the Classroom just like this, and the Zhang Tie in front of him could look at them as long as he wanted. Was this the level of a Xian high school?

Soon, Chen Yan's gaze locked onto the wordless Stele standing at the very front of the Classroom, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

That Stele clearly had no pictures on it, but when he looked at it, the Golden Light within the Po Sheng Realm was more abundant than ever before!

【Po Sheng Realm: Level 2 (11/15)】

【Sacred Fruit:

Force: (3/100)

Blood (97/100)

Technique: (83/100)】

The Ji Character Fruit, which was already close to maturity, saw its progress immediately increase from eighty-three to eighty-four.

Chen Yan struggled a bit to shift his gaze to look at Wu Chuhua, and a fighting spirit could not help but emerge in his heart.

"Fight right here?"

"Fight right here. Even if you were a Tier 3 martial artist, you couldn't break these sculptures and the Stele," Wu Chuhua said quietly.

Hiss...

A burst of hot air was exhaled from his Mouth, and Chen Yan lowered his body; at this moment, he had already activated the 【Red Steel Body Casting Canon】.

The 【Red Steel Body Casting Canon】 was only a Breathing Method, not an External Refinement combat method, but Chen Yan discovered that once he used the Breathing Method, his own muscles and Five Viscera would be in an extremely surging state, and the power he exerted would also be greater.

"You... haven't fought much, have you?" Wu Chuhua looked at Chen Yan at this moment with some disappointment. Using a Breathing Method to fight would indeed increase the activity of the Tendon, Bone, and Skin.

But it was tiring.

The more you fight, the more tired you get; what will you do later?

"I haven't fought much," Chen Yan said quietly, his gaze becoming extremely serious.

"Then..." Wu Chuhua sighed softly, his muscles bulging in an instant, and he swung a Fist at Chen Yan:

"One punch to end it!"

Bang!

A low, dull thudding sound rang out, as if two ton-weight iron blocks had collided.

Wu Chuhua's fierce, incoming fist was caught in Chen Yan's hand.

Wu Chuhua's expression changed in an instant; he had condensed one Force Pattern, and even if he hadn't used his full strength, an ordinary student would have long since been sent flying by his punch.

To be able to catch his punch meant that the opponent:

"You are also a practitioner of Horizontal Refinement, you also have a Force Pattern!" Wu Chuhua's Mu Guang flickered, and a Smile appeared at the corner of his Mouth.

Chen Yan, however, remained expressionless; surging physical strength flowed within his Waist and Arms as he grabbed Wu Chuhua's right Fist and swung him up, and though Wu Chuhua's entire body flew into the air, his eyes were filled with intoxication.

Bang!

Chen Yan slammed him down fiercely, and Wu Chuhua's body crashed heavily onto the ground.

Bang!

Another fierce slam.

Bang!

Chen Yan lifted him again, exhaled a mouthful of White Mist, and slammed him down once more, only to see that this time Wu Chuhua had planted his Feet on the ground, a crazed Smile appearing on his face:

"Interesting, interesting, hahahaha!!!"

His body went rigid, parallel to the ground, his Pupils looking up at Chen Yan from below:

"What is your name!"

"Chen Yan." Chen Yan's Spirit tightened, and he kicked out with his right Foot with a Mammoth force; since the opponent's body was so sturdy, he would no longer hold back his strength.

Boom!

With one kick, he struck Wu Chuhua's back from below, sending Wu Chuhua flying; he crashed hard into the wall corner, only to see the opponent bracing his Arms and legs against the corner, clinging to the wall like a Spider, the Tendon on his Neck bulging, his whole person grinning and Laughing:

"Chen Yan, you must beat me well!"